ROXETTE
FINGERTIPS

You`re sliding down a dream, oh yea.
Where nights are born in blue, that`s the
truth. You`re swimming in a stream, oh
yea. Fish are jumping too, next to you.

Suddenly you notice someone`s al the
door, you could swear you`ve been
through this all before.

Then she runs her fingertips through
your hair. Your live has just begun. Her
fingers, they are everywhere. You`re
floating light like air, leaving the ground
and she shines on junst like the sun.

You`re gazing at the sky, o my. The
stars are out `anight, shining bright.
You`re waving to a cloud, Eye-bye.
You`re drawring in the smile of this
eyes. Suddenly you feel there`s no time
far a deal through a voice tells you it`s
far real.

And she runs her fingertips through
your hair. Your live has just begun. Her
fingers, they are everywhere. You're
floating light like air, leaving the ground
and she shines on junst like the sun.

it`s just a sunny afternoon. Somebody`s
singing songs of love. child. You love a
lazy afternoon once in a white.